It wasn’t until morning that I was fully healed. I had fallen asleep at some point. When my eyes finally opened, I turned my head, noticing Torrin was in the room, sleeping soundly on the floor beside me I studied him…this man who cared for me so deeply. And once my eyes lowered, my heart sank. Even though Merrick had used healing magic on him, the wounds were so deep that only Elowen’s magic could’ve healed them fully. I stifled a cry as I beheld Torrin’s left hand, which was now permanently covered in burn scars.
